Archive for the ‘Passion Poetry’ Category

This inspired on the sea of women out there, specially the ones I’ve met.

The Orange Atmosphere

A pink tone over your skin
Soon to be black and grey
In secret
Eyes seemingly skyward
Until it becomes a fact
For pleasure
Side by side, centered
Bless be the ones who can read
Between the lines
Double meaning
It’s a necessity
Created to cease the itch.

Nobody’s speaking about love
Unrequired to touch that topic
But then again
Whatever words are to describe
The way that you tear up
For a second
The hourglass, up, down
Bless be the ones who crave more
Behind an intention
Natural selection
It’s common sense
An agreement of sorts but…

Not much needs to be said
Eyes clinging onto another’s
Blue, red, purple
An overseeing result
A beautiful attire
Less is more, in this case
Don’t mind the relation
Gender is not required
Animal attraction
Polar magnetic field
It’s meant to be
Hell burns as such, because…

Moving pictures
Another digital sound
Prison of souls
Collected by voyeurs
Touch is better, best
An organic organ item
A deductible disappointment
Pour it up and pour it out
Regrets to be added later
For the time being
Liquid desires
Turning vapor
An endeavor
The heat, the heat, the heat
The door’s open
If willing to get in
Wolves in packs
Hunger comes first
Time to feast.

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It has been years since I have written anything like this. Yesterday after almost a decade I wrote this. It’s inspired on the songs I used to write when I was in a band years ago.

Artwork

Don’t think about the past
Don’t think about the future
Just enjoy the right here, right now
Cause you only live once and pain is sending remote control missiles
So sail away, my dear friend
Set your ship to new horizons
No worries, you’ll eventually find dry land
Yes, one day you will find a place to spear your flag and call your own.

So when did life become so complicated?
The day you decided to read between the lines
How much time in this lifespan have you dedicated?
I think it’s time to let those silly lines blur.

Don’t think about what they’ll say
They will speak no matter what
Just enjoy the chance you’ve been blessed with
Cause every once a while the bite in the ass will be at the corner waiting
So walk away, my dear friend
This war has become a thing of legends
No worries, you’ll find a way right through it
Yes, one day they’ll tell the story about how you overcame every challenge.

So when did life become so convoluted?
The day you decided it wasn’t enough to be satisfied
How much of your breath in passing things you think you’ve wasted?
I think is way past time to feel mystified.

Cut the shackles while the warden is sleeping
You can get far away if you start running now
The lock is unlocked and the gates are wide open
No laws of restriction can bound you down now.

So when did your life become so damn difficult?
The day you decided to raise the stakes and not take them on
How much of your energy you think will be left before you resolve?
I say let the damn fears for the wolves to choke on.

The Velvet Empress

Close Encounter (of the Sixth Sixth Sixth Kind)

She summoned my broken spirit with her precious canticle
Scorched all my clothes right off with her burning touch
Got me right between the bed and her legs, so semantical
Never before have I experienced explicit exposure as such.

Her termagant tongue inside my mouth, conducting malice
Her claws scathing through my skin, deep into the muscle
With her spell-biding feline stare I lost myself into her solace
Holding my arms quite tight, I find no reason here to wrestle.

She turns and revolts like a demon drenched in holy water
Wet hair covers her face; she lays her hands over my chest
Red like hell in her fiery eyes, I feel like right in the gutter
Moan becomes roar, drawing an eerie smile, seemingly possessed.

A storm hit close by, this carnal embrace felt like a hurricane
She stirred up the bed, her pelvis, as strong as an earthquake
Lower parts clutched up to mine, wouldn’t quit until she came
Not only have I bitten off the fruit, I have also eaten the cake.

Michael Saints. Interesting concept. A response to Amanda White’s “Michael”

Tone of Pink

Oh red, you are so beautiful
And red, you are so real
Everything I dream of is held there right in your hands
Between your fingers.

So red, why not make a deal?
Whoever wins this hand has to do what the other wants
So red, what do you say?
Are you up for the challenge?

Oh, red, you have everything a man would want in a woman
Oh red, you have me begging in here
You have me in the palm of your hands
Why don’t you squeeze?

Come on red, lets me be truthfully harsh here
Like you have written in that song
Come on, red, let’s speak real lexes
I want that which you want as well.

You know I’m the king of my world
But I’d love to have you as my queen
So what do you say, red darling?
Are you in?

So, red now that you have traveled the world
Have you find anyone like me?
I know you have not, I am unique
I rock your world like nobody does, and nobody will.

The Velvet Empress

Silvering Lust

Staring at the white wall of my screen
Watching as it turns black, turns red
She likes the same fucked up things it seems
And now I want her here in my bed.

Waiting for minutes, for hours, for days
Sitting right here inside of my head
She thinks and says the same things I say
And now I’m just waiting go on ahead.

Romeo and Juliet has nothing on us baby
We can kill ourselves without falling in love
But Goddamn it, I care for you sweet lady
And I can’t stop begging the good God above
For a chance to be closer to you, closer
But shit, darling, if I know myself any better
We’ll burn, burn, burn so, so sweet
Oh girl, I cannot wait for this meet and greet.

Diamond and coal
Turn lead to gold
Silvering lining
Silvering lust.

Swirling in this wide space of my dreams
Watching as they turn violet, turn blue
She seems like the one that in here could scream
And now I bet she doesn’t have a clue.

Lurking for minutes, for hours, for days
Hiding right outside the window of her room
She wishes for things that I too wish to lay
And now we’re gonna have it pretty soon.

Romeo and Juliet has nothing on us baby
We can ruin ourselves without falling in love
But Goddamn it, I care for you sweet lady
And I can’t stop begging the good God above
For a chance to be closer to you, closer
But shit, darling, if I know myself any better
We’ll burn, burn, burn so, so sweet
Oh girl, I cannot wait for this meet and greet.

Diamond and coal
Turn lead to gold
Silvering lining
Silvering lust.

She doesn’t love herself and I’m not sure if I do
But if we’re in this deathbed we can see it through
Equinox and epoch leaping together in march
Fire in this bed, baby, as our molecules begin to starch.

Diamond and coal
Turn lead to gold
Silvering lining
Silvering lust.

Feeling like John Con
I’m feeling like Faust.

Amanda White

Bohemian Gypsy

Red is here for you baby
Red is here for you boy
Whenever blue doesn’t want to
You can run under my sheets.

I don’t think she suspects anything
When you say “I’m going down to the bar”
All just to see me at stage singing
“How I wish for one day to become a star.”

I can watch you from here daydreaming
Hoping that you take me down to your car
You can bring me home, anytime, darling
But it can only be compacted disc or digital.

Scarlet is here for you honey
Scarlet is here for you boy
Whenever blue is too busy to
You can chase behind these skirts.

I don’t think she even notices
When you leave and start up your car
All just to see me at stage singing
“How I wish to get to distances so far.”

I can watch you from here staring, leering
Hoping that you take me down to your place
You can bring me home, anytime, darling
But it can only be in form of a wave or a cloud space.

Yes, honey, I’ll play along
I’d even “meow” for you
By the end of this song
You’ll be barking for me.

So as long as this album keeps spinning
Baby I will be yours for the taking
But as soon as this long play skips
You’ll find out that there are more than a few hiccups.

Baby, how are you gonna break this bread for her, honey?
Baby, how are you gonna tell her that you’ve found something else?
She’ll leave you with no pride, no house, no shame and no money
Before you realize that this bohemian gypsy have just cast you a spell.

Amanda White

Aduena

“What a beautiful voice she has”
“Sing for me for a while” he says
Convincing her to open up
Only to steal a piece of her soul.

She’s a town girl trying her luck
He’s a city boy raised in the block
Her naïvetés shines conspicuous
As his reputation precedes him.

Ignorance is bliss
But to each its own
Fools always rush in
Where angels fear the tread.

Sic Semper Migrant
Thus always to Tyrants.

“What a unique talent she has
Maybe we can make something of it
We’re in need of new virgins
To keep on feeding this eager city.”

She’s a young girl trying her luck
He’s a sly boy raised in the block
Her nescience glows apparent
It is his chance to take advantage.

Sealed with a kiss
Reason is overthrown
Fascination dashing
Where precious illusions lie dead.

Sic Semper Migrant
Thus always to Tyrants.

She doesn’t know what she’s doing
She plunges her body and soul onto the chasm
With the risk of hitting the pavement
But all of it is worth the trouble, if it’s for love.

Sic Semper Migrant
Thus always to Tyrants.